The Snowball Bushes which were given to me by a friend, now deceased, were blooming up a storm this year. That's the neighbors' barn across the county road:
And they were incredibly beautiful, a fitting memorial to a beloved friend:
And the old fashioned yellow Iris, always later than the purple, began to bloom. These plants were on the old farm when I bought it, though I've moved them around and added compost to their soil:
The little bantam hens seem content and comfortable:
And their egg production is low this season, a blessing for me because I can't use them all, and not many people want small bantam eggs:
The Bridalveil Spirea in front of the house began blooming:
These too were part of the farm when I bought it, but were overgrown and not blooming heavily. I cut them back almost to the ground one year and, though it took several years, they rebounded in dramatic style:
This is the front of the old farm house, showing two of the Spirea and one Snowball bush. The funny looking ladder thing on the left is for the Mandarin Honeysuckle to climb on and the big bush on the right is a small part of the giant Lilac bush at the edge of the driveway:
The fantail pigeons are doing well although the one female who tried to make a nest on a narrow shelf below other nesting pairs still shows the poop stains she received for her poor choice of location. She's now nesting on the floor beneath a table, where she is mostly safe from the poop-storms:
And these couples made nests in cubbyhole near where I keep the egg cartons:
I've had three dead babies this year, but this one is doing well. I caught a parent feeding it one day:
They both became self-conscious at being photographed and stopped their feeding, turning their eyes on me:
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